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" Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, • •*" •, That Life is ever lord of Death, ^ j^* And Love can never... "
The Whittier Birthday Book - Page 218
by John Greenleaf Whittier - 1881 - 402 pages
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The (Old) Farmer's Almanack, Issues 69-78

Robert Bailey Thomas - 1860 - 628 pages
...somehow, somewhere meet we must. Alas for him who never sees The stars ahine through his cypress trees ; Who hath not learned in hours of faith, The truth...and sense unknown, That life is ever Lord of death, THE DROWNED AT SEA. Never bronze or «lab of stone May their sepulchre denote; O'er their burial-place...
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Wisconsin Journal of Education, Volume 43

1911 - 322 pages
...sees The stars shine through his cypress treœ; Who, hopeless, lays his dead away. Nor looks to sec the breaking day — Across the mournful marbles play Who hath not learned in hours of faith, That Life is ever Lord of Death, . And Love can never lose its own !" — From "Snowboiiml." Who wrote...
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The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 18

1866 - 808 pages
...sainthood of suffering, still ever is pressing on with tuneful courage. Hear him singing, " Who harh not learned in hours of faith The truth, to flesh...unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love f^" never lose its own ? " Named among the valiant, yet more sad than heroic, was poor Heine on his...
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Snow-bound: A Winter Idyl

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1866 - 56 pages
...Faith will trust, (Since He who knows our need is just,) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must. 20 Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through...Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, m hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can...
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The Guardian, Volume 17

1866 - 450 pages
...Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who hopeless lays his head away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play ! Who hath not learned in hour of faith The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever Lord of death And Love can never...
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The Land We Love, Volume 1

1866 - 470 pages
...sympathize with him, he says: " Alas for him who петег sees The stars shine through his cypress trees, Who hopeless lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play !" When he describes the level marshes, " Where merry mowers, hale and strong, Swept scythe on scythe,...
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The Ladies' Repository, Volumes 36-38

1867 - 978 pages
...the loved ones in eternity. " Alas for him who never sees The stars ehlne through his cypress treel ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles p*ay ! Who hath not learned in hours of Faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown. That Life is ever...
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The Ladies' Repository, Volumes 39-40

1868 - 1048 pages
...which tells us that the most natural wants of our souls shall be met — shall be answered ? " V\ no hath 'not learned in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and iwnse nnknown : That life is eTer Lord of death, And LOTO will never lose its own ! " May we ever hear...
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Planchette: Or, The Despair of Science

Epes Sargent - 1869 - 412 pages
...good providence of God." " Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...truth to flesh and sense unknown, That life is ever lord.of death, And love can never lose its own ! " CHAPTER XL COMMON OBJECTIONS. — TEACHINGS OF SPIRITUALISM....
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A Manual of Elocution Founded Upon the Philosophy of the Human Voice

M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 416 pages
...means unto an end — that end, Beginning, mean, and end to all things — God " FESTOS. — Bailey "Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees ! Who, helpless lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the irtnuruful marbles play !...
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